Vashj

A Call To Arms

The drums of war have begun to beat again. As the call to arms is answered, I awaken from my slumber with my eyes trained on the horizon. The impending charge to battle fortifies my will and hardens it to a fine edge, suitable for the challenges ahead. Our time of peace has been brief, but it was still long enough to scatter the tribe. Peace had brought with it the ability to drift and pursue more singular interests. But now the future beckons… How could it not? While watching battle hardened warriors try to maintain their skills stalking boars it occurred to me, while pleasant, that peace could not last forever. The thrill of the hunt and the need for combat was bound to return, and now it has. The Burning Legion has returned, and rumor has early skirmishes already fought. Most notable is the rumor that has Pit Lord Magtheridon trapped in his lair on Hellfire Peninsula. First the rumors, and now those drums…maybe its not rumor after all? If true, silencing the demon would be a good start against the Legion.
So with that, its time to marshal the tribe and get underway… To think Mag is just one of the rumors…rumors that Khadgar lives, and that the Violet Eye has re-emerged or the worst that Illidian the Betrayer lives. Bad that one, as many believed he was dead at Arthas’ hands all so many years ago… Eh, in the grand scheme of things it matters little. First things first, assemble the Pack and ride on Mag’s Lair to rendevous with the battle-mage Temerity and the Sempervirens. It will be good to be in camp again.. Till then we ride….